A tense atmosphere filled the trapped fairy palace. Yinhe Sikong, who was more famous than Feng Jueyu, never expected that the unknown young master in front of him would have such terrifying skills. His right hand covered the severe pain of being hit.

Chest, Sikong Jue couldn't believe his eyes at all. You must know that he was a veteran strong man who had stayed in the early stage of Qiankun for two hundred years, and he had never even heard of the words Feng Jueyu before.

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How could the famous Sikong Jue tolerate being suppressed to such an extent by a new force, especially when there were several masters of unknown origin standing behind him? If this spread, where would he put his face? He jumped back and stopped.

Sikong Jue, who was walking behind, suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with intense murderous intent.

"You brat, if you dare to fight back, I must kill you."

The arrogant Sikong Jue regarded his previous setback as a great shame and humiliation. He was so angry that he wanted to fight against Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu was naturally not afraid, so he opened his stance and wanted to fight back.

However, just when the two were about to start an unprecedented battle, an inappropriate laughter made them stop.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the arrogant Sikong Dwarf would be defeated by an unknown boy today. It's interesting, haha, it's really interesting."

"who?"

The disdainful laughter that rang out in Sleepy Immortal Palace came over without any concealment, and the angry Sikong Jue subconsciously turned around and looked at a middle-aged man behind him.

Among the four mysterious masters who followed, besides Long Qu, there was also a middle-aged man with jet-black hair. This man had star-like eyebrows and an extraordinary handsome appearance. Although his long robe was simple and plain, he could give people an inscrutable feeling.

This feeling, especially the slight curve of contempt on the corners of his lips, made him look full of contempt when he looked at Sikong Jue.

The person who mocked Sikong Jue before was this middle-aged man with jet black hair.

When Feng Jueyu saw that Sikong Jue's attention was attracted, he did not make a sneak attack because he had just glanced at the five people who suddenly appeared and found that their cultivation levels were not low. The small Yinjue Mountain Range

Five mysterious masters suddenly appeared. Even the stupidest person can detect a hint of conspiracy. At this time, preserving strength is the most important. Exposing yourself too early will only make you lose more.

trump card.

Since there was someone who could distract Sikong Jue's attention, Feng Jueyu certainly didn't bother to argue with him anymore.

Sikong Jue's eyes suddenly turned to the three people behind him, his eyes were cold and suspicious, and his tone was still unruly: "Whoever spoke just now, please stand up for me."

The black-haired middle-aged man scoffed, and the other two old men, one with gray hair and one with a round face, all laughed in unison after hearing the sound.

The gray-haired old man just smiled and said nothing, and then the round-faced old man said with a smile: "There are some talents in the Mingkong Realm. First, there was Li Mu who bullied others, and finally died in the hands of the Agama Sect. After that, there was Fei Hua, who was unparalleled.

In the end, he was killed by Master Wujun, Sikong Jue, I think you are quickly following in the footsteps of the two of them."

The round-faced old man laughed with disdain, not taking Sikong Jue into his eyes at all. And hearing his loud tone, Sikong Jue was also a little confused. When everyone appeared together before, they felt that their respective skills were extraordinary.

, Sikong Jue was silent for a moment, and then he asked in a deep voice: "Old guy, don't be so arrogant, if you have the guts, please tell me your name."

At this time, the gray-haired old man next to him sneered: "Sikong Jue, you claim to be arrogant, don't you even recognize him?"

"Who is he?" Sikong Jue asked.

"Sikong Jue, have you ever heard of the name Jingqing Pavilion?" the gray-haired old man guided.

When Sikong Jue heard this, his pupils widened unnaturally. He looked at the round-faced old man and said, "You are the master of Jingqing Pavilion, Mo Shangxian?"

"Haha..." Mo Shangxian laughed loudly and tutted: "Sikong Jue, Sikong Jue, you are not ignorant. Yes, I am Mo Shangxian. Didn't you say that I am impatient? Why?

?Want to challenge me?"

Mo Shangxian asked boldly, and Sikong Jue immediately blushed.

The master of Jingqing Pavilion, Mo Shangxian, has lived in Daxiling for a long time. He entered the middle stage of Qiankun decades ago, and his cultivation level can be said to be unfathomable.

Naturally, Sikong Jue did not have the guts to fight with Mo Shangxian. To avoid embarrassment, he changed his conversation and looked at the white-haired old man and said: "Then your Excellency..." When he said this, his tone was no longer as wild as before.

, obviously this white-haired old man is not easy to mess with.

The white-haired old man was so humble that he smiled faintly and said: "I can't compare with Brother Mo. The little old man is a nobody. Even if you tell me, you don't know."

Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, Mo Shangxian laughed and joked: "If even the Tianchi layman is a nobody, what do you want Sikong Jue to do?"

"Tianchi layman Fan Gusheng?"

When they first heard about this person's name, everyone in the Fei Alliance was shocked. This Tianchi layman Fan Gusheng was a master of the Antarctic Peak. When he became famous, Mo Shangxiandu had not yet lost his reputation.

How could Sikong Jue have imagined that this small Yinjue Mountain Range would actually attract two experts with great backgrounds.

For a moment, Sikong Jue's hatred for Feng Jueyu was forgotten, and finally he looked at the black-haired middle-aged man.

And it was this person who had laughed at him before.

Daxi and Minokong each had masters coming, and this black-haired middle-aged man came.

"What about you? Tell me your name?" Sikong Jue was unhappy and said in a loud voice.

The black-haired middle-aged man smiled when he heard the words. He couldn't help but take out a small magic weapon seal from his arms. This seal was engraved with an ancient beast named Bengjiao. It was an ancient ferocious beast, but this magic weapon

The weapon does not mean that the black-haired middle-aged man is holding a ferocious ancient beast in his hand. It may mean something else. Sikong Jue was shocked after reading it.

The sarcastic words just now were spoken by the black-haired middle-aged man. Sikong Jue looked at the seal, his brows knitted together, and inexplicable fear flashed in his eyes.

Although he was now restraining his fear, Feng Jueyu could clearly detect the different kind of fear from his twinkling eyes.

The black-haired middle-aged man holding the seal stared at Sikong Jue sinisterly and said, "Why, are you still going to fight with Mr. Xiao?"

Sikong Jue swallowed his saliva, held back the fear and rubbed his neck and said: "I came here to seek wealth, not to make grudges. Xiao Hongzhang, you and I have no grudges in the past. As long as you don't mess with me, I will naturally give you face."

"Sikong Jue said this without any confidence. Although he sounded fearless, there was already a hint of retreat in his words.

The black-haired middle-aged man named Xiao Hongzhang grinned, rubbed the seal weapon in his hand and sneered: "Just you? Does Xiao care about the face you give me?"

Xiao Hongzhang's words made Sikong Jue blush, but he curled his lips and said nothing. Everyone could see that he did not dare to confront Xiao Hongzhang. Some wanted to laugh but did not dare to, especially the three sects of the Fei Alliance.

A disciple with a weak character couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

Phew!

One of the Fei Meng disciples couldn't hold back his laughter, and the atmosphere in the entire trapped fairy palace suddenly became extremely depressing. Those disciples who wanted to laugh but couldn't help it were about to laugh out loud, but they were stunned when they heard that someone had taken a step ahead of them.

Suddenly, Xuanjie felt an inexplicable murderous aura filling the air.

"Oops."

The disciple who laughed out loud also felt bad, and immediately felt like a disaster was imminent.

"You bastard, you dare to laugh, I'll kill you." Sure enough, Sikong Jue, who had no temper at all, had been killed by Tianchi layman Fan Gusheng, Jingqing Pavilion Mo Shangxian and Xiao Hongzhang, and he was holding back his anger.

, I suddenly heard someone laughing at me, which was pretty cool.

He couldn't fight against the three masters, so he just tolerated it. If a junior dared to laugh at himself like this, wasn't he looking for death?

call!

A gust of cold wind blew, and the expressions of the three elders of the three sects changed. But at this time, no one dared to stop them. After all, in front of them was a strong man who had successfully practiced the Qiankun realm, and this person was quite famous in the world of Mingkong.

, not even Jin Chanzi, Xia Tianhe, and Xu Tongzhou dared to laugh at Sikong Jue in front of him.

As soon as the news broke out, the elders of the three sects closed their eyes. That disciple was indeed one of his own, but if you seek your own death, no one is willing to pay for your death.

Snap!

Peng!

Sikong Jue made an angry move, as fast as lightning, and directly used his teleportation power. No one saw how he made the move at all. When the muffled sound was heard, a huge blood flower exploded in the crowd, splashing

are everywhere.

When Sikong Jue made his move, he did so in the crowd, so many people were splashed with blood. Feeling the hot blood droplets sliding down their faces, the disciples of the Fei Alliance fell down in fright.

In the large film, more than a dozen people were sitting on the ground, looking in horror at the place where the boy who had laughed and laughed was standing. No one could be seen anymore, and on the ground, there was a pool of blurred flesh mixed with bright red blood.

It looks particularly eye-catching underneath.

"You dare to laugh at me, you are seeking death." Sikong Jue pulled away and returned to his original position, with a human head in his hand. He held it in his hand, with ruthless killing intent on his face, which made many people tremble.

Sikong Jue snorted coldly and threw the head out. This was a normal thing. Feng Jueyu, the three masters and Lao Longlongqu did not show any shocking emotions. However, just after

When Sikong Jue threw the head, the position of the head's neck happened to hit a bronze door with the word "death" engraved on it.

There was nothing unusual in the Trapped Immortal Palace before, but when the head hit the bronze door, everyone heard a roar, and the door connecting the tomb passage behind them closed inexplicably.

As if some restriction had been touched, the bronze door was tightly closed.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, the palace became depressed again.
Chapter completed!